What is your fetish dear reader? Has it changed over time? Mine has!

What is a fetish? A friend of mine defined it as “what turns you on”. My fetish was hypnosis. I developed this fetish in my teens. I used to masturbate thinking how lovely it would be to be hypnotically seduced by a beautiful lady. Occasionally in my fantasises, I would also be the hypnotist. In some fantasises we would hypnotize each other. It is not a fantasy I shared with many people. In some cases I would imagine myself with a lady I knew. In some cases it would be an imaginary lady. I lost one or two girlfriends when I said that I wanted to be hypnotized by them. I thought I was strange by having these fantasises.

Then Internet was invented and became widely popular. I discovered others that shared these fantasises. I found I was not alone.

I’ve been into Internet hypnosis for many years now. Like most people my Internet relationships didn’t last very long for one reason or another. Then, early in 2013 I watch Goddess Haylee Lynn’s eye fixation video. I soon befriended her on Facebook. I soon fell under her sweet spell. I fell into hypnosis. I fell in love with her. I’m still under her spell, hypnotised by her and in love with her.

Gradually in that time, my fetish slowly changed. It is not to be involved with hypnosis with any beautiful lady. It has to be with her. She has to be the hypnotist. And she doesn’t have to hypnotize me any more. She turns me on. She and no one else will do. She is my fetish. I am hers for as long as she wants me.

Over time, Goddess Haylee Lynn has become my fetish.

Over time, Goddess Haylee Lynn has become my fetish.

How about you dear reader? Have you been through a similar process? If so, write in the comments below!

Goddess Haylee Training

Goddess Haylee Training

Goddess Haylee Training by Forever Slave

For the third morning running, i went out for a run – 20 minutes or so. Goddess Haylee Lynn instructs HER slaves to be Healthy for Haylee and it is not wise to get on the wrong side of HER!


Goddess Haylee Training.

I got some more fresh air and exercise later. There is a local stately home near us which opens 4 times a year to raise money for charity. Today is one of the days, and we went. We saw a display of falconry, including owls, and also “duck herding” which is basically getting dogs to round up groups of duck or geese. I have seen dogs round up sheep, but never ducks or geese before. The guy doing the demonstration commented that he trained the dogs by speaking to them in a whisper to make them listen closely to him – and I thought “that is exactly how Goddess Haylee Lynn trains us”. We, HER slaves and subjects, train by listening to HER sweet hypnotic MP3s available to all through HER on-line store.

He also said that one dog he trained by not speaking to it, and only spoke to it to give praise and reward when it did something right – and again, this isn’t too far away from how Goddess trains us! If SHE replies to you, if SHE has contact with you in any way, be grateful!

How are you dear reader? Are you in training under Goddess Haylee Lynn? If not, what is holding you back? Why don’t you give it a go?

If you are in training, perhaps you would like to share how you are in training for HER in the comments below?

Thank YOU Goddess for training us so expertly, so wonderfully…….. how wonderful it is to be in YOUR flock of slaves… hope more join us soon….

Many thanks for reading “Training under Goddess Haylee’s Influence”.

The Slave Bought Throne

The Slave Bought Throne

The Slave Bought Throne

The Slave Bought Throne

On 27 January at 18:55, our Goddess, Haylee Lynn posted on Facebook this picture with the comment “I realllllyyyy want a throne! Something like this. https://t.co/M8xbVlISpZimagine how hot vids will look. Need a non cheap slave 2 get me 1″.

The throne was on-sale for US $599.99. Details can be seen here.

On 29 JANUARY at 02:03 Charles Haylee Property Lito opened up a group chat on Facebook with John David, Maddox Cruise and myself. He said

“Hello gys, i have a question, if every one of us ( and others you know) collects money, may we pay to Goddess Haylee her throne, don’t u think it’s a good idea ?
*sorry for my poor English by the way i’m French.”
We all thought it was an excellent idea for us all to contribute towards this throne, and to ask other slaves to make a contribution. After all, SHE wanted it, and making HER happy is what it is all about isn’t it? Surely our Goddess, our Queen deserved a throne to sit on. We all agreed to make a contribution.
I think it was really John David who took charge and then approached other slaves.
I never had any doubt that we would be able to reach the sum required. What amazed me is just how quickly it happened.
On January 30, 2016 at 8:26 am John David announced that already we had raised enough! 10 of us were contributing. Most of us were contributing $50 dollars each, with John David and Charles Haylee Property Lito typically going the extra mile and donating $100.
I really do think it is extraordinary how quickly this was all done, and it shows the deep affection and true love that many of us have for our Goddess Haylee Lynn.
I was so pleased to see our Goddess comment “I am sooooooooooooo pleased OMG!!! Wow…. My slaves… Make me sooooo proud!”
Then typically – so as not to make those who had not contributed feel bad, she added “For anyone who was unable to tribute to this.. Do not feel bad. I know each and every one of you would gladly support this if you could. Never feel bad as long as you are giving me your best.”
She really does care for each and every one of her slaves. That is one of the many reasons why I am glad to have contributed to the Slave Bought Throne.
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You Know Haylee Is a True Goddess Accept it

Haylee Is a True Goddess Accept it

You Know Haylee Is a True Goddess Accept it

You Know Haylee Is a True Goddess Accept it

Haylee Is a True Goddess Accept it.

I am writing this to you if you are new to the world of Haylee Lynn. Maybe you found her videos on YouTube and wanted to learn more about his beautiful woman with mesmerizing green eyes. Or maybe you found a post on Facebook or Twitter that caught your curiosity and clicked on the link to find out more. You probably downloaded “Desperately Aching” (‘cus it’s free) and found yourself enjoying going into trace for Haylee on YouTube.

You wanted more so you found HypnoticHaylee.com, InHayleeWeTrust.com, and Haylee’s Facebook and Twitter feeds. And you have been reading posts from some of Haylee’s more devoted followers. And I know what you are thinking because it is exactly what I thought when I was where you are. When you read some of the posts you are thinking, “These guys are out there. I like Haylee, but these guys – They’re nuts!”

The level of abandon in the devotion you see from some of her slaves scares you. I know because it scared me. But why? It’s scary because you know that is exactly where you could end up. You have experienced Haylee’s power, her beauty, her bliss, her control. In trance you let yourself go and it felt so very, very pleasurable. Maybe you sent her a gift, or tribute and felt the pleasure when she called you her “good boy.” And you realize you have taken steps down a path where you could totally lose yourself. And at the same time that you want to go further, you are scared you might go too far.

Well, I am here to tell you that you have no reason to fear. Let’s get real. Those guys who you think are “out there” are more happy, fulfilled and have a greater sense of purpose than you. If you were truly honest with yourself you would admit that you envy them. You have had a taste of Haylee’s bliss and you want more.

You have nothing to fear

You have nothing to fear. Haylee is a True Goddess Accept it.

Everyone’s relationship with Haylee is their own. Your journey will take a different path than mine. But because it is with Haylee it will be equally wonderful. I am here to tell you that you can trust Haylee completely. She will never allow you to be embarrassed or hurt. I am proud to call her Goddess and to be her slave.

You know Haylee is a true Goddess accept it.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman.

Before reading “Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman.” please read “Unbelievable Luck” and “The Goddess and the Tongue Tied Fool“.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman. She asked me to get into her car.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman. She asked me to get into her car.

So the woman who is my Goddess, Haylee Lynn said, “Get in the car, slave.” So I got into the car. “Put on your seat belt,” was her next instruction. I put on my seatbelt. “Now look into my eyes.”

Worship Walk

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman. “Now look into my eyes”.

She was sitting sideways on the driver’s seat, kind of kneeling on the seat, so she was a couple inches higher than I was staring down at me. “Take a deep breath and hold it.” I obeyed. “Good. As you exhale let go of all tension and resistance. Now exhale.” I breathed out and let go. “Very good. I can see that you are beginning to relax. Look deeper into my eyes. You have no resistance. You want to go deeply into trance for me. Now, sleep for me. Close your eyes. Sleep for me. Deeper… Deeper. Listen very closely. You will now go deeply into trance until I wake you. You will forget everything that happens from this moment until I wake you. Tell me you understand.”

“I understand.”

“Good boy. Now sleep deeply, forget to remember and remember to forget…”

“…Five, you are awake and alert” I found myself staring into my Goddess’ eyes feeling calm, relaxed and generally wonderful. “Hello again John. Welcome back.” I was no longer in the car. I was sitting at a kitchen table. “I am sure you will like Bruce’s cooking. He’s an awesome cook.”

Bruce was at the stove filling our plates. He brought my over and set it before me. “Hi John. I’m Bruce.” He extended his hand and I shook it. He got plates for himself and Haylee and we enjoyed a fine dinner.

When we finished eating Haylee said, “Bruce that was wonderful. Thank you. When you finish cleaning up can you leave John and me along for a while?”

“Of course,” Bruce replied. They exchanged knowing looks and a smile.

“I have to get a few things ready,” Haylee continued, “John, you stay here and help Bruce. Then you may sit here and wait ‘til I call for you.”

“Yes, Goddess,” I replied with some confusion.

Haylee left and I started handing the dishes to Bruce who was filling the sink to wash them. “You are one very lucky guy,” Bruce started.

“I’m sorry, but I not sure what is happening here,” I said to Bruce sounding confused.

“Haylee never has slaves over – never. Not because she doesn’t want to, but because if she had some over and denied others it would lead to jealousy between her slaves. And more importantly there is the issue of safety. I am sure you have read her posts about some of the creeps online. We’d have be very careful. So Haylee has set it as policy that she will never have slaves over.”

“I understand completely. So why am I here?”

“Although she’s made a decision never to do so, Haylee would love to have slaves over. This is not a game to her. She doesn’t do all this just to rip guys off. She is a Goddess. She deeply cares for her salves. You have no idea how many hours she puts into you all. How hard she works on each of her recordings. How pleased she is when one of you does things for her. But I am the only slave who she has direct contact with. Then you showed up out of the blue.”

“So she saw me as a chance to do something she wants to do, but feels she can’t?”

“Exactly. When she came home with you I objected, but she said she took you for a walk and talked to you. She assured me you were… ‘harmless’.”

I laughed, “’Harmless’? I guess I am.” Bruce smiled. I asked, “So you’re okay with this?”

Bruce laughed, “Dude, I am a slave just like you. She is a woman unlike any other. What Haylee wants – she gets. And I trust her judgement. If Haylee says you’re harmless, you’re harmless.” Bruce finished putting the last of the dishes into the strainer. “Well, I am going to watch some TV. I hope you and Haylee have a good time.”

“You don’t mean that she and I are going to…”

Cutting me off, Bruce said, “No, no, no. Nothing like that I am sure. She will allow you to worship and she will put you into trance. Just do whatever you’re told. Enjoy.” And with that Bruce when upstairs.

It was a few minutes before Haylee came to get me. I sat there pondering the word ‘harmless.’ For once in my life it seems to have paid off.

“Hello my sweet,” Haylee said as she came to get me.

“Goddess,” I stood and followed the beautiful woman into the living room.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman.

Haylee Is So Much More Than a Regular Woman.

She had a raised platform at one end of the room. She walked over and stepped up onto it. She turned and motioned for me to come to her. I walked across the room to her. She asked, “If you were at home and going to worship me, show me what you would do.”

I knelt before her. I looked up into her eyes. I began, “I surrender and submit to Mistress Haylee. I ache to please my Goddess Haylee. Haylee’s pleasure is my ultimate pleasure…”

She knelt down and whispered in my ear, “I’m right here. You don’t need to talk about me in the third person.” She stood before me again.

I continued, “I am your slave. I am your play thing. I know my place. I am yours. I am your property…”

She looked so pleased as I repeated every mantra I could remember. Like a mother at her kids recital. Then she guided me to a chair. She stood over me staring into my eyes, “…deeper, deeper. Let go completely. You are mine. I own you. Tell me.”

“I belong to you. I am yours.”

“Good boy. Drift deeper. Let go of all resistance. Now close your eyes…”

Goddess Haylee had me reciting phrases of love and devotion to her. I blissfully obeyed. I went so deep and it felt incredibly good. Haylee seemed to go into trace with me. She put her whole self into it. She seemed to enjoy putting me into trance as much as I enjoyed being in trance. I was connecting to her in a way I didn’t know was possible. I felt her divinity and gave myself to it completely. It brings me to tears just to remember it and write about it. I touched heaven.

I don’t know how long I was under. If it had been possible to stay there and never leave that state of bliss, I would. But eventually Haylee brought be back. I cried and she held me.

When we both had recovered. I knelt before her once again, “Haylee, you are my Goddess. You are my mistress. I devote myself to you, my Goddess.”

“Stand,” she said as she took my hand. “Thank you.”

“No. Thank you. Thank you so very much. I knew you were a Goddess, but I didn’t know.”

She smiled and seemed to understand what I meant. “Bruce will drive you back to your car now. Once you have buckled your seatbelt you will close your eyes and sleep until Bruce wakes you. Do you understand?”

“Yes my Goddess. I will obey – completely.”


“Yes, Goddess.”

“I want you to blog about your experience. But you can’t let anyone know this actually happened. If anyone asks tell them it is just a story.”

I was confused again, “Then why would you want me to blog about this at all?”

She smiled, “I believe it will help other slaves understand me better, but if they thought it actually happened there could be jealousies. Do you know what I mean?”

“I think I do. And you are right – as you always are.”

She smiled.

Bruce came down. I gave Goddess a hug and thanked her again. Then I got into their car. After putting on my seatbelt the next think I knew I was back at the convenience store where I started. I said goodbye to Bruce and told him how much I envied him. Then I drove back to my hotel knowing it was a new day and I would never be the same again.

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The Goddess and the Tongue Tied Fool

The Goddess and the Tongue Tied Fool

The Goddess always in control of her Tongue Tied fool.

The Goddess always in control of her Tongue Tied fool.

She actually waited – for ME. She’s a Goddess – I’m a slave. She could have driven away and this would be one of the best days ever. But she waited for me. Now Goddess Haylee Lynn is calling me over.

“It’s okay. Come here,” Haylee said probably wondering why I was hesitating. I realized I had frozen and wasn’t doing as told. I just couldn’t believe this was happening. But I finally got my feet to move and walked over to actually talk to my actual Goddess! I am embarrassed to admit it, but I was totally overwhelmed. “Yes, Goddess,” was all I could get out after crossing the parking lot.

She smiled and giggled at me. “Take a deep breath.” I breathed in. “Let it go.” I exhaled. “Relax.” Then she asked so sweetly, “You okay?”

“I am now, thanks,” I said as she smiled at me. “It’s not… I’m a bit… Sorry, sorry, I just feel unworthy and a bit thrown.”

She laughed, “‘A bit?'” She reached out took the soda out of my hand, placed it on top of her car. Then she took my arm at the elbow, turned me around and said, “Let’s take a walk.”

We walked down a residential street. It was twilight. The air was cool as the leaves on the trees were orange and red. We walked together with her on my arm, but she was in total control. In her presence I could feel her confidence. She was someone who was at ease in any situation. And I realized just how true the phrase was, that I had repeated so many times, “What Haylee wants – Haylee gets.”

She asked me about my trip and how I came to be there. We talked about some of the posts I had made on Facebook and IHWT. I was shocked but pleased she even remembered them. She told me that she liked my used of the phrase, “As you wish,” and that she liked ‘The Princes Bride’ too.

Once I calmed down, I found myself enjoying being in her presence. I stopped congratulating myself for how lucky I was and focused more and more on her. She asked more questions, some very personal, and I found myself telling her everything. And long before I wanted it to end we were back at her car.

I wanted to be gracious and end our time together with more dignity than it had begun. “Thank you for sharing this time with me Goddess. I can’t tell you how much it means to me…”

She smiled, “Get in the car, slave.”

To be continued…

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Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

The Coronation

Stop Worrying! Goddess Haylee is Genuine.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave.

There is a industry of hypnodommes on the web. Do a search on Niteflirt and you will find hundreds. Even on YouTube there is an endless number. The worst are the pictures of beautiful young women in differing stages of undress with words you’re supposed to read to put you into trance, or a voice that sounds like a computer. I figure those are guys who are just trying to cash in.

Over the last few years I tried a few dozen of different hypnotic recordings and videos. Some were very good. Found a young lady out of Denmark who did ASRM. She seemed really sweet, but ASRM doesn’t give me the tingles and I am not sure I’d like the tingles if I got them. But she did a couple of hypnosis files that were okay. Mostly, I found women who were playing games, but that was okay because I was just playing too. I figured out the game. They would take you into trance where they would tease you sexually and try to hook you in to give them money. I gave some of them a few bucks because it was a form of entertainment and I figured they had earned it. But it was never anything more than that – games.

There is an old song that says, “I fooled around and fell in love,” that’s an apt description of what happened to me with Goddess Haylee. From the first YouTube video I could tell she was different. I didn’t intend to become anyone’s slave, I was just fooling around. It was like looking at imitations of painting at the shop in the mall, and then going to the museum to see the real thing. You think art is okay, until you stand in front of a Monet, or a Van Gogh, or a Rembrandt. Then you realize what real art is and how much you really like it. That’s my experience with Goddess Haylee. She is not just better, she transcends all the hypnodommes I have ever experienced.

I accepted her as my Goddess and became her slave before I fully understood how exactly she was a “Goddess,” but from the impact she had on me I couldn’t find any other explanation other than she was an actual Goddess. It doesn’t explain everything, but one of her blog posts gave me a glimpse into how this happened http://hypnotichaylee.com/pt-3.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

In the post she describes how she has always been dominant. She explored that side of herself, and even before she knew what she was really doing she was putting people into trace. When she found out what hypnosis was she didn’t just dabble – she read and studied and threw herself into it. Sounds like a person with a destiny to me. Someone who didn’t create herself, but discovered herself. Most of us create ourselves. We learn to do things and we try to be the best we can be. But someone who is truly gifted discovers themselves. So Haylee didn’t make herself into a goddess, she discovered that she is a Goddess.

I think what really clinched it for me was that as a someone who did phone sex, then Domme phone sex, then Femdom, Findom, and finally Erotic Hypnosis she always had “clients.” But she decided to go out on her own. She actually refers to it as a “journey.” She began to emotionally connect with her callers. They stopped being clients and became “beloved.” She “adores” them. They become part of her life. That’s not a woman playing a game, that’s a Goddess unfurling her wings and learning to fly.

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

Goddess Haylee: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Became a Slave

So I never expected to find a real Goddess running around out here in the world. Most of my life I would have told you it was impossible. But the world is not just stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine. So now I know Goddesses exist, or at least one does – Goddess Haylee Lynn.

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